BDSM- IN TRAINING

He waited nervously at her feet. He had never served before; never wanted to before her, but kneeling here like this felt so right.
“This is your last chance", She smiled..."are you sure this is what you want? Once I start nothing other than your safe word will stop me"

He looked up at her, his beautiful blue eyes filled with fear as he nodded "Yes Miss ...I would do anything to please you"

She filled him with pride as she smiled pleased at his response "then my little fuck toy...follow me"

He went to stand and she spun round quickly and shoved him back on the floor pinning him to the ground with the sharp heel of her black stilettos making him squeal like an animal in pain.

"You don't walk" she told him, her face cold with anger..."you crawl"

He looked to the ground shame faced at already failing her "yes Miss"

He followed her like that, crawling like a tamed beast into her beautifully equipped play room. It was a room of contradictions. A huge bed sat to one end, luxurious in silks and velvet; the walls were a deep burgundy except for the far wall that was painted black. It was on this wall that the Mistresses tools were displayed. Equipment for cock and ball torture, whips and paddles, restraints and gags too many to take in. Vibrators, double ended dildo's and different sized strapons.

With half the objects he couldn't even begin to work out their purpose but as both fear and need filled him he let himself wonder and even hope that he would find out. He could identify the cage, and a padded cross and a thing that looked like an old fashioned rack with mind blowing extras. His eyes continued their journey around the room; cold slate tiles covered half the floor space, soft expensive plush rugs the other half.
An alter of some kind complete with leather restraints sat against one wall; suspension equipment of obvious quality even to his untrained eyes hung from the ceiling. The room was dark, lit only by candles and the air cool yet the shiver he gave wasn't due to the cold, it was in anticipation at what his new Mistress had in store for him.

She led him to the suspension equipment hanging from the roof and gently stroked his trembling flesh as she secured him tightly. She whispered in his ears "just the blindfold tonight mysweet until I know your limits I won’t use the gag"

His world became just her touch and the sound of her voice as she blindfolded him. She taunted him then ...reminding him of how helpless he was tied there at her mercy. He couldn't see the leather parachute ball weight cone she attached to his balls, but his cock stiffened further at the feel of the leather gripping him snugly. The soft moan that escaped his lips was replaced by a whimper as she slowly attached the weights telling him how pathetic he was ...that a real man would be able to handle twice that.

He groaned in pain and then pleasure as he felt her lips engulf him. She teased him lovingly with her tongue and sucked him deep, adding weights to his balls with every couple of sucks. He was in heaven and hell; her cruel laugh music to his ears. Her tongue slithered over his skin to his nipple; flicking rapidly and swirling around each in turn, making them hard and tingle. He screamed then as she attached the nipple clamps ...he had enjoyed his nipples twisted and bitten in the past but this was much more acute in its intensity. She laughed again whispering in his ear as she licked the lobe "just wait until I remove it my pet ...then you will know what you can endure to please me”.

She pressed up close and he felt her naked skin on his; disappointed to miss the sight of her disrobing he was comforted by how soft her skin felt, how hot and demanding she felt as he relished her touch. He could feel her nipples hard as rocks dig hotly into his skin; he felt her smooth wet pussy as she moved against him, grinding against his thigh. He ached to fuck her… to ram himself into her wetness but knew he would suffer much more before he earned that privilege.

Her lips moved over him softly at first, then hard, her teeth joining in now biting at his tender body. She sucked him deep into her mouth again and then teased her tongue over his stretched pain filled balls; a sweet torture if ever there was one. Then he felt it ...the sting of her cock whip. His cock throbbed and mind swam as the sensations overwhelmed him ...an animal cry filling the room as he begged and pleaded ...tears streaming down his face. The lashings stopped and her hand gripped him hard, Wanking him as she crushed her mouth against his, demanding "cum for me my pet"
His whole body shook with the intensity of his orgasm and she feasted on his cum as it cooled on his flesh.

She left him there alone for a few agonizing minutes as she dressed then removed the blindfold and her equipment. She kissed him lovingly as she removed the nipple clamps swallowing his scream as the blood returned to the tortured buds. She stroked his wounds tenderly and held him as his thoughts returned, kissing him, touching him, holding him close.

When he could speak again he looked at her and asked hopefully "did i please you Miss"

She smiled at him, amusement in her eyes "yes my pet ...you pleased me enough that you may return tomorrow and continue your training.

Leaving her was hard for him, he ached for her touch , for the chance to please her over and over until he had nothing left to give. Until she broke him ...devoured him.
He contented himself with thoughts of what tomorrow held, and how again the agony and ecstasy of her touch would be his